Uncharted: Finding Ubar (Chapter 3-Supply Trip) [Fanfiction] {BDSM] [Bondage] [Rope Bondage} {Hogtie Bondage] {Panty Gagged} {Pantyhose} {Encasement} {Mummification}

I’m back! Apologies for the break in posting my Uncharted bondage novels. Here is chapter 3 of my first Uncharted novel, Finding Ubar. It features Nate and Sully sneaking their way onto Marlowe’s supply plane heading to Ubar while Elena faces bondage torture at the hands of Marlowe and Rameses as they approach the desert city. Enjoy!

The next morning; the Yemeni cafe

“NATE, WAKE UP! WAKE UP KID! GODDAMMIT!”, yelled Sully, who had managed to escape Marlowe’s goons as Nate was still knocked out from his blow in the cafe square. “That’s it, time for drastic measures!”, Sully said as he got a barrel of water and splashed it onto Nate. “Finally, thought I lost ya”, said Sully as Nate came to. “Sully, is that you?….”, slowly mumbled Nate as he woke up. “OH SHIT…..ELENA! “SULLY WE GOTTA GO GET HERE! MARLOWE’S GOT HER….”, yelled Nate as he realized that Marlowe had kidnapped Elena.

“Kid, calm down. We’ll save her. I promise. For now, we’ve lost the element of surprise. They’re literately expecting us to mount a rescue for her. Marlowe is getting a supply plane ready down at the airport that will take off tonight to support her goons on their way to the Rub’ Al Kali to find Ubar. Marlowe herself is already on her way to or in the Saudi desert. Likely has Elena with her. Let’s sneak on board that plane. It’s the only way to catch back up. Otherwise our girl is burnt and Marlowe unleashes her poison onto the goddamn planet.”, Sully said with full confidence, trying to re-kinder Nate’s spirit. “Elena was right, Sully. I should’ve never brought her into this….”, said Nate in anger. “Kid, don’t say that. We’ve done this before. We’ll get her safe and sound. Let’s go.”, replied Sully as they got a truck and drove down to the airport where Marlowe’s airplane supplying her army were getting ready for take-off.

A remote desert highway on the way to Ubar: Saudi Arabia; Rub’ Al Kali desert

Meanwhile, in the Rub’ Al Kali desert, Marlowe, Talbot, and their new mercenary friend Rameses were all in one of the lead cars leading their army’s convoy on a sand covered road that had not been maintained in centuries by the locals. They was in a fancy 6×6 SUV with one of Rameses’ Arabic mercenary goons as a driver and one of the Agents in their new desert attire, headscarf, sand goggles, and covering to protect them from the whipping sandstorms of the desert as the front passenger. “Madam, we’re not that far from Ubar. “, the driver told his boss lady. “Good, very good. Step on it.”, Marlowe demanded. “Yes, madam.”, replied the driver. Marlowe was now in her more traditional Middle Eastern outfit, a headdress with sand goggles and a red coat with a buttoned up shirt, similar to her outfit she had worn in Yemen.

“Meanwhile, while on the way, let’s have some tortuous fun with our new prisoner, ain’t that right, Miss Elena Fisher?”, Marlowe then opened up a trunk on the floorboard at the back to reveal a bound and gagged Elena. Elena was now hogtied with tight rope and now gagged with a pair of Marlowe’s bloomers that was stuffed in by a thick blue bandana. She was still bare chested with her breasts exposed, bouncing up and down with the truck’s movements as she struggled and rolled over from side to side on the floorboard. “MMMMMPPPPPHHHHHH…..WUY WUY WUY UM U TURTRD LUK DIS SUMUN PLUS HULP MUH SKRU U ULD BUCH (Why why why you torturing me like this ? Someone help me! Screw you old bitch!) “, Elena screamed incoherently, barely able to move through her gag. “This is what happens to snoops Miss Fisher. Trussed up and shut up in bloody cars and about to experience their darkest fears. How’s it feel that your precious boyfriend is likely dead or dying and desperate for you? I know about you. Wannabe journalist that wants to right wrongs. Thinks she can stop and put away gangsters like my old friend Gabriel Roman or cretin warlords like Zoran Lazarevic. It’s all a bloody fantasy, my love. You bloody loser good guys think it’s all fun and games trying to save this forsaken world, huh. I got news for you sweetheart. It’s not.” You can’t stop us from unleashing fears onto the world. And neither can Nathan or Victor, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”, sinsternly laughed Marlowe.

“Oh, and Miss Fisher, let’s kick it up a notch”, smiled Marlowe as she directed Rameses to pull out some pantyhose as well as Elena’s still reeking socks and shoes. Rameses then put the pair of pantyhose and encased Elena’s face in it as well as made her smell her own stench of her socks and shoes. “MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, she screamed incoherent profanities to her captors as they laughed in pure joy. “Having fun yet Miss Fisher?”, asked the Yemeni mercenary. “PUK U CUM BUGS UF CHIT NUTE’S GUNA KUK UL UR USSES FUR MUH!!! (Fuck you scumbag pieces of shit! Nate’s gonna kick all your asses for me!”). “Oh please sweetheart…..stop resisting.”, replied Marlowe to her hogtied hostage as they continued down into the desert on their way to Ubar.

That evening; the local Yemeni airport

That evening, Nate and Sully had snuck into the regional Yemeni airport where the Order’s supply plane to their convoy was about ready for take off. “I’m telling you Sully, this is pretty crazy, even for us.”, Nate said as they snuck into the back of the airport. “And like I told you a dime a dozen times and before kid, this is the only way to catch back up to Marlowe and save Elena. Do you wanna save her or not, goddammit?”, asked Sully, tired of Nate questioning his plan. “OK OK OK….jeez Sully.”, responded Nate as they came up on the first 4-5 agents. “Two outside. I’ve got the left, you’ve got the right”, Nate told Sully as they shot both the agents in the head with their silenced 92s. They then spotted a car in the first hangar. “Alright, its now or never.”, said Nate as he and Sully then jumped in the car and floored it. “HOLY SHIT, LOOK OUT KID”, yelled Sully as Nate had to constantly swerve left and right getting onto the runway where the plane was, avoiding the gunshots of dozens of Order agents. “THIS WAS YOUR IDEA SULLY! HOLY GOD! THE PLANE’S TAKING OFF ITS NOW OR NEVER! GOTTA GET TO THE FRONT OF THE PLANE AND JUMP ON THE WHEEL! LET’S DO IT!”, yelled Nate as he and Sully were being chased while chasing the taking off plane by dozens of agents in jeeps and motorbikes. “JUMP KID!”, yelled Sully as he first jumped onto the first wheel at the front of the plane. Nate then followed as they then snuck inside the wheel compartment of the airplane.

“Well done kid”, whispered Sully as he and Nate then moved inside more of the plane’s bottom, crawling really slow. “Where’s this plane supposed to land, Sully?”, asked Nate. “Goddammit, I knew I forgot something….”, replied Sully as they then were seen and detected through the floor by a Order brute. “HEY! INTRUDER!”, yelled the agent as he then lifted the floor grate and pulled Sully out of the grate. “SULLY!”, yelled Nate. Sully then attempted to punch the brute in the face but it was no use. “GODDAMMIT KID!”. he yelled as the agent then opened the rear of the airplane and threw him against the wall. “That’s gonna leave a damn mark….”, said Sully, stunned by the blow. “Hey stop where you are!”, said another agent. “HEY WHY IS THE REAR DOOR OPENING UP! SOMEONE CLOSE IT BEFORE WE LOSE MADAM MARLOWE’S SUPPLIES!”, yelled another. But it was too late as supplies and men started to fly out of the plane due to high turbulence.

“HOLY SHIT, SULLY I GOT YOU!”, yelled Nate as he climbed out of the grate but before he could reach for him, the brute then grabbed onto him as well. “C’mon big guy, let’s play”, said Nate as he repeatedly but to no avail started punching the brute in the face. The brute then as with Sully threw him against the wall. “Ouch…..gonna leave a mark”, Nate said as got up but stunned by the force. But all three of them plus more of the agents were barely hanging on to stay in the plane as supplies were still flowing out of the plane’s rear. Nate then got into a fistfight with the agent. As with other brute agents in London, Syria, and France, Nate would use a certain technique to take down the giant. First he swerved to avoid the agent’s huge reach as they went back and forth, swearing to avoid hitting each other. Then Nate found a opening and stunned the agent to his knees where he could repeatedly punch him. But the agent swung back, hitting Nate back. But fortunately, this would help Nate as he then used his speed and body to finish off the stunned agent. “Phew….nothing to it…”, said Nate.

“SULLY, GRAB MY HAND!”, as he ran over to pick up Sully while the agents were shooting at them. “NATE, THIS DAMN THING’S GOING DOWN! “WE GOTTA JUMP NOW!, yelled Sully. “BUT WE’RE STILL A HUNDRED MILES FROM UBAR SULLY!”, Nate yelled back. “DO WE HAVE ANY PARACHUTES”, Nate yelled in question. “TWO RIGHT HERE KID! I’M OUTTA HERE! SEE YA ON THE GROUND!”, Sully yelled as he put on one of the parachutes and jumped out of the collapsing plane. “WAIT SULLY!”, Nate yelled as the last of the agents then flew right past him screaming for their lives out of the cockpit and fuselage. Nate then counted down. 5….4…3…2..1….JAAAAUUUUMMMMMPPPPPPPP!!!!!”, Nate yelled as he jumped out of the airplane.

Outside of the desert city of Ubar; Saudi Arabia-Rub’ Al Kali desert

“Marlowe we’re here.”, said Talbot as he realized that they had finally made it to the outskirts of the magical desert city. “Splendid.”, Marlowe said to Talbot as the convoy then stopped at the footsteps of the city’s entrance. She, Talbot, and Rameses then got out of their vehicle only to see a massive explosion in the distance, barely visible by the sandstorm and only visible at all by the massive smoke cloud. “Nathan….”, said Marlowe in a displeased tone, realizing that the treasure hunter had somehow got onto and crashed her supply plane. “The supply plane was just crashed down in the desert. William, call in a search and rescue team to go recover the wreckage and make sure Nathan Drake is dead in the wreckage. “I need at least 50-60 agents and mercenaries to go search and rescue the crashed supply plane. Also, make sure Mr. Drake did not survive the crash. Out.”, Talbot then radioed in as at least three vehicles of their convoy who turned around and went back in the distance to check out the crash.

“Not to worry. This won’t stop us at all. We’re already here. Pull out Miss Fisher.”, Marlowe commanded Rameses as she then pulled out the struggling Elena, untied from her hogtie but still cleave gagged and tied up tightly. “MMMMPPPPPHHHHHH NUTE NUTE NUTE PLUS BE ULUVE I NUD U HULP!” (Nate, Nate, Nate! Please be alive! I need you! Help!), Elena screamed as she was still barefoot with the hot desert sand burning her feet up in intense pain. “MMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!” MUH FUT R PRNING DIS URS SU BUD (My feet are burning! this hurts so bad!), incoherently yelled Elena as she struggled and yelled in Rameses’ face. “Your feet won’t be burning much longer. It’s only the beginning princess…”, said the mercenary. He then cranked a pulley that opened up the magical city and then shoved the bound and gagged Elena inside. The trio plus at least 10-15 of their agent and mercenary guards looked at the city in evil amazement, so close to their goal of taking over the world. “C’mon, lets go. I have one more surprise for Miss Fisher”, said Marlowe as they walked inside the doorway to the city.

“STAY HERE! PATROL THE CITY ENTRANCE! NO ONE GETS IN OR OUT!”, Talbot yelled to the rest of the army through a loudspeaker standing outside the city entrance as he then went and followed the rest of the inside with the giant doors shutting behind him. “This is amazing, Miss Marlowe. Iram, finally.”, said Rameses. “Whatever, open up the 2nd door.”, Marlowe commanded Rameses as he then turned the crank, opening up the 2nd door which revealed the actual city of Ubar. “Oh and Miss Fisher, watch this….”, said Marlowe as she pressed a ancient button pulling up a magical coffin. Step inside…”, Marlowe sinsterly laughed as she kicked the struggling Elena into the coffin. ”MMMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHHHHHHHHH PUK U ULD BUCH HUW CUN U DUD DIS TU MUH? (Fuck you old bitch! How can you do this to me?), Elena screamed at Marlowe incoherently as the coffin then sealed itself with Elena’s screams being subdued back within the wall. “Gentlemen, let’s go fetch this water and unleash it for ourselves!”, said Marlowe as she, Talbot, and Rameses then walked into the center of the magical city.

To be continued…..(Uncharted: Finding Ubar)

BTW I’ve started the process of uploading and editing my stories into AO3. Here’s the AO3 version of this chapter: [https://archiveofourown.org/works/23906767](https://archiveofourown.org/works/23906767)

Also, as usual here’s my deviantART page if you want to check out my other stories in their original forms: [https://www.deviantart.com/nascargamer42](https://www.deviantart.com/nascargamer42)

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